I'm not unlucky at all

Crying children have sweets to eat. Although Shen Yao claims to be the future star of martial arts, the fact that he was raised by everyone in Wuya Mountain is still in place. Even though Shen Wang exists as a "strict father", Shen Yao can't help crying Poor Xixi held the sword, and followed him cowardly all the way back to the inn, no matter how angry he was, it was turned into headache and helplessness.

After greeting Boss Tao of Sifang Inn, the two returned to the guest room, Shen Wang slapped his sword on the table without raising his eyelids: "There will be another time..."

"Don't dare to do it again next time!" Shen Yao begged for mercy for a long time and waited for his senior brother to be soft-hearted, so he nodded his head quickly and made a promise that he would never be skinny again.

The organization asked him to go up the mountain, but he never went into the sea.

Shen Wang listened to Shen Yao's lively tone like an allegro, and shook his head in his heart.

After all, he is still childish, he is obviously about the same age as the young master in that private school, but at a glance, the young master's eyes are clear, and his frail body is upright like a pine cypress, and when it is Shen Yao's turn, he stands still Not straight, no matter how you look at it, it is no different from a tree with a crooked neck.

The matter was temporarily revealed, Shen Wang sent Shen Yao back to his guest room, took out the saber from his waist, carefully wiped his love sword, and quietly thought about the possible hiding place of Mr. Yumian.

The sky is falling at dusk, the lights on the bank are about to burn, and it is about to be lively, and people are coming and going in the inn.

The meals were delivered upstairs by the inn. Shen Wang knew the owner of the inn very well. Boss Tao warmed up a pot of wine and served it himself. There was a smile on some fat faces, "Osmanthus fragrans were buried in the cellar for 20 years. Brew, Daxia Shen, try it?"

Shen Wang didn't care about the preciousness of the wine, he put the tip of his nose next to the jug, and sighed softly, "Good wine."

Boss Tao smiled proudly, cupped his hands and said, "Hero Shen, please."

After two or three glasses of wine, Boss Tao relaxed slightly, and in front of Shen Wang, he gave up the title that the other party was his savior, and chatted casually.

Shen Wang played with the wine glass, although he felt that the wine was good wine, but because it was too precious, he lost some of the joy of drinking, so he quietly listened to the innkeeper narrate some things after he was rescued that year.

"My wife passed away early, and Tao suffered the unreasonable disaster at the beginning. He felt that no matter how much money a person earns in this life, he will not take it with him. The only thing he cares about is my daughter, so he took her away in the past few years. The pet has become what it is now." Boss Tao gave a wry smile, stood up and cupped his hands, "Two days ago, the little girl accidentally offended Young Hero Shen with words, so Tao had to apologize for her first here."

In ancient times, the imperial court and the rivers and lakes were two worlds that were hard to reach in the eyes of ordinary people in this world. The former was the imperial power, and the situation changed only in a blink of an eye.

So what if he is a savior?There is still fear.

After listening to Boss Tao's words, Shen Wang put down the wine cup.

Knowing the origin of this pot of good wine, although he felt helpless, he would not intentionally make things difficult for the owner of a small inn, so he waved his hands naturally: "Boss Tao is too worried, it is just a small fight between young sons and daughters." Noisy, not worth taking to heart."

Boss Tao smiled more sincerely: "What Shen Daxia said is true!"

After solving the important matter on his mind, Boss Tao was naturally unwilling to be troubled and wanted to leave. He walked to the threshold and was about to open the door when the windows in the room were closed by Shen Wang. The wind blew into the room and scraped the curtains on the bedside rustle.

"Boss Tao stay here."

There was some uncertainty in Shen Wang's voice, and the wind poured into his mouth, blurring the syllables.

Boss Tao turned around and asked doubtfully, "What did Hero Shen just say?"

Shen Wang squeezed the hilt of the sword a little harder, leaned against the window sill and lowered his eyes and said, "I angered a person during the day, and I was thinking about how to make amends to him."

Boss Tao rubbed his hands, and said cautiously: "How is the relationship between Hero Shen and the other party?"

Shen Wang said, "I've seen... three times."

Boss Tao weighed the relationship between the two, carefully observed Shen Wang's complexion, and rubbed his hands again: "Then, does Hero Shen want something from the other party?"

Shen Wang thought of the back of the little master flicking his sleeves, and thought that the other party should be very angry, so he said in a deep voice, "I have something to ask for."

When Boss Tao heard this, he frowned and pondered for a while, and said carefully, "The key point of this apology is to pay attention to sincerity, Shen Daxia can only start from this point, but this apology still needs to be carefully selected, so that it is in the hands of this person. "

"Why do you want to be in the middle of your arms?"

Boss Tao replied sternly, "Naturally, I'm giving away things that people like."